Piercing Light

Power Rangers Strike Force!

So umm, is it alright for me to describe the location Mable will be going to? I'm not quite sure what the range of my creativity is here.

Power Rangers Strike Force!

Mable's just here to please the moe demographic...

Power Rangers Strike Force!

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Looks like I've got some competition on my hands.

You forgot your RP sample, by the way. Just lettin ya know ^^

@Wade Wilson

>Looks at Wade's CS
>Looks up at quote

wat

Power Rangers Strike Force!

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Power Rangers Strike Force!

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Thank you very much

@SoleAccordMable is sure to love Samara, as well as many others!

Power Rangers Strike Force!

Mable

Mable

Name: Marvelous Beloved Love (Don't judge you racist)
Nickname/Alias: Mable
Race: Valiant
Age: 20
Ethnicity: N/A
Gender: Female
Appearance: First things first, you should know what a Valiant is. A Valiant is a humanoid alien race. Upon first glance the most identifiable thing one will notice is their skin, because it's blue. Next one may notice that Valiant eyes have a wide range of colors, ranging from black, blue, red, purple, green and so forth. Mable's eyes happen to be a vibrant shade of pink, which is atypical even for a Valiant. Valiant hair follicles are much thicker than human hair, about the thickness of spaghetti. I know that may give you a gross mental image, but trust me, the comparisons stop there. Valiant hair isn't sticky and wet, nor is it nearly as delicious. Mable's red hair is cut to end just above her shoulders, the thick strands subtly curvy. She likes to fashion a single bang into a braid, and tends to accent it with a bow or other hair accessories. Mable has soft facial features, with large energetic eyes, a small perky nose, smooth jaw line and round cheeks. across her cheeks and around her nose she has a few freckles. She smiles often, revealing that she has dimples.

Mable is five feet, nine inches tall, which is actually fairly short for a Valiant. She has a fairly lithe figure, with a slim waist and slightly visible muscle definition. Let's see what else... what else is there to note about a female character's appearance... Something unique to females... bah, I'm drawing a flat blank.

Clothing: Mable wears fairly extravagant clothing, especially when compared to the drab tatters of the masses. Her position in society allows her to wear colorful and frilly clothing, such as fancy blouses and sweaters, though more often than not she likes to wear something fashionable yet comfortable such as light jackets and skirts with compression shorts.

In The Mind

Personality: Saccharine, would be a fitting word to describe Mable, but in case you aren't an English major or a pretentious writer I'll explain more. Mable is an energetic, cheery individual. She is highly extroverted, delighting in the company of others and engaging in physical activity. You'll be hard pressed to find her in a bad mood, even in distressing situations she finds a way to keep a positive attitude, always looking on the bright side and how to move forward. She can be pushy about making sure others feel the same way, insisting that people keep a smile on their face, and she will stubbornly hold to her own gleeful demeanor in spite of them.

Mable is aggressive in her endeavors, once she sets her sights on something she always intends to succeed and surpass, because of this failure can hit her hard, and cause her to act recklessly to compensate. In general, she's rather impulsive and spontaneous, often acting in brazen and strange ways. That's not to say Mable is an idiot, to the contrary in contrast to her bubbly personality she is pragmatic and insightful. While she may say and do outlandish things she does so with cause.

Likes: Extreme Sports, animals, sweets.
Dislikes: Hey, Mable loves everyone.
Fears: Failure, gloomy moods.
Quirks: Mable has a habit of smiling when nervous or distressed, it's almost as if she's incapable of frowning.

Where They’ve Been

History: Mable was born on a distant planet where her race originates. She had a rough childhood, as she didn't quite fit in with what was the norm on her home world. She often got in trouble with other kids, and often she would get hurt. Regardless, she always kept her head held up and strove to do her best in spite of what others thought. At the age of 16 she was involved in an incident that resulted in the death of her parents and many others. Mable stuck to the claim that she was innocent, however due to her muddled past she had little to stand on, and was exiled from the planet.

She ended up on New Earth, and at first things were tough. She tried to find a job she could enjoy, but ended up working in a factory putting together various electronics. She could have stayed like this the rest of her life, but she wasn't happy, and that was unacceptable. She learned of a talent competition being held in the city, and even though she knew it was more propaganda she joined, and won. Mable could sing, very well, Galatec took advantage of this and turned her into a Galatec brand idol. From singing songs laden with hidden messages, to appearing in ads all over the planet, she became one of the recognizable faces of Galatec.

Life became easier for Mable, Galatec provided her with money and a nice home. Yet she did not forget about the people less fortunate than her. Mable wants to change things, and as she sees it, the best way to do this is from the inside.

Talents: Mable is a great singer and dancer, she can also play the guitar. She is very athletic, and has good reflexes and adaptability.
Hindrances: Mable has a hard time focusing on things that are not right in front of her, her stubborn attitude makes her driven, but can easily backfire.
Powers: As a Valiant, Mable has much greater strength than a normal human being, to the point she can easily lift a car. Valiants are also able to emit stored energy from their body that comes out as small explosions, however overuse can cause them to pass out.
Equipment: Morpher??

Bonus Round

Quotes: "Peace and Love!"
Theme Song: N/A
Aspiration: Love and Peace!

It’s Morphin’ Time!

Color Designation: ??
Primary Weapon: A 7 foot long double edged batte axe
Energy Shield: Her shield is shaped like a 6 pointed star with rounded points.
Blaster Design: A blaster shaped like a megaphone that fires round sound waves that expand over distance and explode on contact.
Powers: ??
Zords:

sample

Bright lights of various colors flashed upon a cheering crowd of countless people, music boomed from giant speakers, enthralling the masses like a hypnotic virus. On a raised stage a blue skinned young woman dressed in a frilly dress danced and sung, her body moved rhythmically to the tune of her own majestic voice and accompanying pop instrumentals. Her feet tapped and slid across the floor, her hands vogued stylishly as she pleased the crowd.

This song is terrible. She thought, as she spun around a backup dancer. These lights are probably screwing up their minds. She complained, as she hit a high note. Whoever wrote these lyrics isn't very subtle. She thought, as she sang "These chains that bind, I can't deny!"

She was putting on a performance for the people alright, but it wasn't hers. For all intents and purposes she was just another product of Galatec, if they could box her and sell her as merchandise they would. She knew she was being used, but at the very least she took solace in the fact that these people were having fun. The people of New Earth had very little to give them comfort, and if her fake performance could help them make it to the next day, then that was enough.

Eventually she ended her last song, and bowed to the cheering crowd. She raised her head and waved to them. "Thank you for coming everyone! I love you all!" She said in earnest. "Remember, Peace. And. Love!" She said posing for each word. Mable pranced offstage to the sound of clapping and elated screaming.

As she entered the back of the stage she arrived to what was essentially a TV shoot. Right after her concert, she was to meet with a few lucky fans. Sadly, there were no lucky fans, Galatec choose the people to meet her. They hadn't told her that, but it was more than obvious. She knew fake joy better than anyone, so when a teen girl that looked like a model taken from a catalog shook her hand and gushed about how this was the best day of her life, she saw right through it. She shook hand after hand, as Galatec supervisors filmed to make sure the watchers at home knew just how pleasant things were.

The last bogus fan was a boy around the age of 7, he jumped up and down and exclaimed how he wanted to be an idol one day too. Mable stood from her seat and picked the boy up, hugging him like a beloved teddy bear. "You're already an idol to me, seeing how motivated you are has made my day!" She sat the boy down and shook his hand, she noticed him hand something to her in the process. This wasn't in the script, she'd never gotten a gift from one of these propaganda fan meets. Before she could say anything, the boy had taken off. Mable held the gift in her hand, hiding it from the supervisors as they cleaned up the area and packed things away.

"Ms.Love, your ride is ready." A supervisor called from behind her. She was on Galatec company time, which meant she went home when they wanted her to. She nodded and followed the supervisor, who appeared to be an aquatic alien with a round glass helmet around his head filled with water, because of this his voice came from a synthesized device. She wondered if he worked for Galatec willingly, or if he was another victim.

After a short, silent ride she arrived to her home, which was a fancy apartment in a skyscraper. As she entered the building and got into an elevator she was finally alone. She opened her palm, and saw what was given to her for the first time. It was a small cylinder tube. She took the top off and dumped a piece of paper into her hand. She unrolled it, and smiled wide as she read the message.

'The time to strike back is coming. Be prepared. And enjoy the gift, it's the least we can do for the information you have provided us.'

As the elevator doors opened Mable ate the message, and threw the cylinder away into a bin in the hall. She entered her apartment, and quickly went into her bedroom. Sitting upon her nightstand was a picture, but not just any picture. It was a framed moment of her memory, a picture of her mother and father with her. She was sixteen when it was taken, but when she looked at that picture she could remember that day like it was yesterday. She picked up the picture, and couldn't help but fall to her knees and hold it close. With a quivering smile and running eyes she laid down on her bed, and for the first time in years slept in a home that felt like home.

Power Rangers Strike Force!

Added a sample

Power Rangers Strike Force!

6th ranger?

Mable

Name: Marvelous Beloved Love (Don't judge you racist)
Nickname/Alias: Mable
Race: Valiant
Age: 20
Ethnicity: N/A
Gender: Female
Appearance: First things first, you should know what a Valiant is. A Valiant is a humanoid alien race. Upon first glance the most identifiable thing one will notice is their skin, because it's blue. Next one may notice that Valiant eyes have a wide range of colors, ranging from black, blue, red, purple, green and so forth. Mable's eyes happen to be a vibrant shade of pink, which is atypical even for a Valiant. Valiant hair follicles are much thicker than human hair, about the thickness of spaghetti. I know that may give you a gross mental image, but trust me, the comparisons stop there. Valiant hair isn't sticky and wet, nor is it nearly as delicious. Mable's red hair is cut to end just above her shoulders, the thick strands subtly curvy. She likes to fashion a single bang into a braid, and tends to accent it with a bow or other hair accessories. Mable has soft facial features, with large energetic eyes, a small perky nose, smooth jaw line and round cheeks. across her cheeks and around her nose she has a few freckles. She smiles often, revealing that she has dimples.

Mable is five feet, nine inches tall, which is actually fairly short for a Valiant. She has a fairly lithe figure, with a slim waist and slightly visible muscle definition. Let's see what else... what else is there to note about a female character's appearance... Something unique to females... bah, I'm drawing a flat blank.

Clothing: Mable wears fairly extravagant clothing, especially when compared to the drab tatters of the masses. Her position in society allows her to wear colorful and frilly clothing, such as fancy blouses and sweaters, though more often than not she likes to wear something fashionable yet comfortable such as light jackets and skirts with compression shorts.

In The Mind

Personality: Saccharine, would be a fitting word to describe Mable, but in case you aren't an English major or a pretentious writer I'll explain more. Mable is an energetic, cheery individual. She is highly extroverted, delighting in the company of others and engaging in physical activity. You'll be hard pressed to find her in a bad mood, even in distressing situations she finds a way to keep a positive attitude, always looking on the bright side and how to move forward. She can be pushy about making sure others feel the same way, insisting that people keep a smile on their face, and she will stubbornly hold to her own gleeful demeanor in spite of them.

Mable is aggressive in her endeavors, once she sets her sights on something she always intends to succeed and surpass, because of this failure can hit her hard, and cause her to act recklessly to compensate. In general, she's rather impulsive and spontaneous, often acting in brazen and strange ways. That's not to say Mable is an idiot, to the contrary in contrast to her bubbly personality she is pragmatic and insightful. While she may say and do outlandish things she does so with cause.

Likes: Extreme Sports, animals, sweets.
Dislikes: Hey, Mable loves everyone.
Fears: Failure, gloomy moods.
Quirks: Mable has a habit of smiling when nervous or distressed, it's almost as if she's incapable of frowning.

Where They’ve Been

History: Mable was born on a distant planet where her race originates. She had a rough childhood, as she didn't quite fit in with what was the norm on her home world. She often got in trouble with other kids, and often she would get hurt. Regardless, she always kept her head held up and strove to do her best in spite of what others thought. At the age of 16 she was involved in an incident that resulted in the death of her parents and many others. Mable stuck to the claim that she was innocent, however due to her muddled past she had little to stand on, and was exiled from the planet.

She ended up on New Earth, and at first things were tough. She tried to find a job she could enjoy, but ended up working in a factory putting together various electronics. She could have stayed like this the rest of her life, but she wasn't happy, and that was unacceptable. She learned of a talent competition being held in the city, and even though she knew it was more propaganda she joined, and won. Mable could sing, very well, Galatec took advantage of this and turned her into a Galatec brand idol. From singing songs laden with hidden messages, to appearing in ads all over the planet, she became one of the recognizable faces of Galatec.

Life became easier for Mable, Galatec provided her with money and a nice home. Yet she did not forget about the people less fortunate than her. Mable wants to change things, and as she sees it, the best way to do this is from the inside.

Talents: Mable is a great singer and dancer, she can also play the guitar. She is very athletic, and has good reflexes and adaptability.
Hindrances: Mable has a hard time focusing on things that are not right in front of her, her stubborn attitude makes her driven, but can easily backfire.
Powers: As a Valiant, Mable has much greater strength than a normal human being, to the point she can easily lift a car. Valiants are also able to emit stored energy from their body that comes out as small explosions, however overuse can cause them to pass out.
Equipment: Morpher??

Bonus Round

Quotes: "Peace and Love!"
Theme Song: N/A
Aspiration: Love and Peace!

It’s Morphin’ Time!

Color Designation: ??
Primary Weapon: A 7 foot long double edged batte axe
Energy Shield: Her shield is shaped like a 6 pointed star with rounded points.
Blaster Design: A blaster shaped like a megaphone that fires round sound waves that expand over distance and explode on contact.
Powers: ??
Zords:

sample

Bright lights of various colors flashed upon a cheering crowd of countless people, music boomed from giant speakers, enthralling the masses like a hypnotic virus. On a raised stage a blue skinned young woman dressed in a frilly dress danced and sung, her body moved rhythmically to the tune of her own majestic voice and accompanying pop instrumentals. Her feet tapped and slid across the floor, her hands vogued stylishly as she pleased the crowd.

This song is terrible. She thought, as she spun around a backup dancer. These lights are probably screwing up their minds. She complained, as she hit a high note. Whoever wrote these lyrics isn't very subtle. She thought, as she sang "These chains that bind, I can't deny!"

She was putting on a performance for the people alright, but it wasn't hers. For all intents and purposes she was just another product of Galatec, if they could box her and sell her as merchandise they would. She knew she was being used, but at the very least she took solace in the fact that these people were having fun. The people of New Earth had very little to give them comfort, and if her fake performance could help them make it to the next day, then that was enough.

Eventually she ended her last song, and bowed to the cheering crowd. She raised her head and waved to them. "Thank you for coming everyone! I love you all!" She said in earnest. "Remember, Peace. And. Love!" She said posing for each word. Mable pranced offstage to the sound of clapping and elated screaming.

As she entered the back of the stage she arrived to what was essentially a TV shoot. Right after her concert, she was to meet with a few lucky fans. Sadly, there were no lucky fans, Galatec choose the people to meet her. They hadn't told her that, but it was more than obvious. She knew fake joy better than anyone, so when a teen girl that looked like a model taken from a catalog shook her hand and gushed about how this was the best day of her life, she saw right through it. She shook hand after hand, as Galatec supervisors filmed to make sure the watchers at home knew just how pleasant things were.

The last bogus fan was a boy around the age of 7, he jumped up and down and exclaimed how he wanted to be an idol one day too. Mable stood from her seat and picked the boy up, hugging him like a beloved teddy bear. "You're already an idol to me, seeing how motivated you are has made my day!" She sat the boy down and shook his hand, she noticed him hand something to her in the process. This wasn't in the script, she'd never gotten a gift from one of these propaganda fan meets. Before she could say anything, the boy had taken off. Mable held the gift in her hand, hiding it from the supervisors as they cleaned up the area and packed things away.

"Ms.Love, your ride is ready." A supervisor called from behind her. She was on Galatec company time, which meant she went home when they wanted her to. She nodded and followed the supervisor, who appeared to be an aquatic alien with a round glass helmet around his head filled with water, because of this his voice came from a synthesized device. She wondered if he worked for Galatec willingly, or if he was another victim.

After a short, silent ride she arrived to her home, which was a fancy apartment in a skyscraper. As she entered the building and got into an elevator she was finally alone. She opened her palm, and saw what was given to her for the first time. It was a small cylinder tube. She took the top off and dumped a piece of paper into her hand. She unrolled it, and smiled wide as she read the message.

'The time to strike back is coming. Be prepared. And enjoy the gift, it's the least we can do for the information you have provided us.'

As the elevator doors opened Mable ate the message, and threw the cylinder away into a bin in the hall. She entered her apartment, and quickly went into her bedroom. Sitting upon her nightstand was a picture, but not just any picture. It was a framed moment of her memory, a picture of her mother and father with her. She was sixteen when it was taken, but when she looked at that picture she could remember that day like it was yesterday. She picked up the picture, and couldn't help but fall to her knees and hold it close. With a quivering smile and running eyes she laid down on her bed, and for the first time in years slept in a home that felt like home.

Solace In Night: A Kingdom Hearts RP

On the way to the bar Ace had noticed the stares from people in the streets. None of them said a word, but their eyes spoke more than enough. They were strangers here, and people weren't sure what to think of them. At least no one had flung any bricks at him like the people did in a certain medieval world he had visited.

He didn't particularly care what the people thought anyhow, and at the moment he was more focused on Lin. She was likely completely unaware of it, but the girl was a charmer. Her honest smile, her self-less attitude, the warm touch of her hand, it was genuinely enticing, and comforting. Ace let out a nervous cough. "Right, if anything comes up you'll be the first to know." He said.

James announced their arrival to the tavern, a rather busy establishment if the noise and crowd were anything to go by. It reminded him of a night club, an archaic and simple night club, that is. James got the attention of everyone inside by whistling, the music and merriment stopped, and they turned towards him. He told them he needed the place, so they had to stop enjoying themselves and leave. Apparently the idea of finally getting rid of the empire was enough to have them cheer, and then exit without issue. If there was any doubt before, this showed that James at least had considerable respect here.

Only a few people were left in the building now, and then fewer still when James sent some off for preparations. These few remaining men looked like they could handle themselves in a fight, the one with the scarred chest in particular looked formidable. At first it appeared that Rika didn't recognize the taller man, but she suddenly rushed up to give him a hug, and then the bearded man once he asked for one. It was amusing seeing this side to Rika, she seemed to try quite hard to remain ambivalent towards the rebels on a personal level.

After they had exchanged some words of friendly banter James sent the men off and requested they follow him upstairs, where they could discuss things further. Sitting down in a chair Ace listened as James explained to them the way things worked on this world, and the way things were now that the empire had invaded. "Piracy and chaos you say, the empire is great at ruining parties, aren't they?" Ace said.

Lin asked for clarification as to what a pirate was, he was curious as to what James would say in response to this. However, Rika answered instead, fair enough, he thought. Hearing what she had to say, Ace tapped his foot a few times on the wooden flooring, shoving down the urge to say something he knew James wouldn't like. This wasn't the place to be getting on a soap box anyway. At least James wasn't a heartless murderer like some were.

With that out of the way, James began explaining his plans. They were going to attack an empire base commanded by a cowardly ex-pirate. James questioned why such a man would be chosen to command so many men. "I don't think the Empire's standards are very high, in the last world we visited one of the empire's generals bombarded their own palace just to get to a few of us." He said. "The empire only cares about spreading their sick dogma, the cruel rule over the weak, kindness is weakness, yadda yadda."

Lin then asked if they would have to kill anyone, honestly Ace believed that was a given, but James left it as a final option. He wasn't exactly in the business of trying to talk down empire scum, and he didn't want to start now.

Rika asked what became of the pirates that resisted the empire, and the answer was as grime as he had expected. He was familiar with how the empire treated those that tried to fight back. Before the rebels were organized properly there were countless accounts of brutality handed out to would be 'heroes.' Ace shook his head, and listened for the next topic.

"That woman wants us to prove ourselves? Fine, whatever." Ace let out a sigh and slumped back in his chair. "Wait..." He leaned back forward. "We're going to just attack the base head on?" He slapped his knee and let out a chuckle. "Alright old man, lead the way then. I need to have a talk with that woman later, you think this is real funny, don't you!?" Ace said, looking up, though he had the feeling he was looking in the wrong direction if he wanted to speak to where she was from.

Solace In Night: A Kingdom Hearts RP

Ace breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he was correct in deciding this man was the one they were looking for. The man and Rika exchanged a few words, leading Ace to wonder what kind of mother someone like Rika could possibly have... Best left alone, he thought. The man introduced himself as James Kenway, and flipped back his hood. And he has the nerve to call me a pretty boy. Ace could easily see James being cast in an action movie, if not for his clothing and hair he would look out of place here.

Apparently James had been filled in by the 'dark woman,' he really wished she would just tell them her name, if she ever met Chizuma she might be laughed at. But the point was, he was here to guide them, help become better individuals and a better team. Taking Rika hostage must have been a test, which judging by James's reaction he wasn't impressed by. Well he wasn't quite impressed with him either for deceiving them like that.

As James led them through the sea side port, Ace looked over to Lin. "Hey, you're confident that you're alright, right? If you ever have any black outs or anything I want you to let me know." He said, feeling a tad out of his element. He averted his eyes from her and rubbed the back of his neck. "You just had me a little worried, ya know?"

They soon entered a tavern, which had a sign with the name The Royal Anchor wielded into it. Bars weren't exactly his scene, he'd never even had more than a sip of alcohol to begin with. His masters in the academy refereed to the stuff as poison to the mind.

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Ryoko glared up at Shinobu, Her arms crossed. "You are aware. That you are the only man I let speak to me like that." She grumbled, walking out of the building. "And the Rebels are your enemy, Shinobu. "If they were to come here I assure you they would disrupt the peace that you are so proud of having built."

With her leading the way, they soon arrived to the hotel, which was eerily quiet without any patrons. She opened the door to her room, and was met by Catherine, who had heard her coming and stood by the door awaiting her. "Master." She greeted with a haphazard smile and a stiff curtsy. "The boy is unconscious at the moment, but yo-" She stopped as she noticed the man behind Ryoko. "E-excuse me." She quickly left the room, making sure to avoid eye contact with Shinobu.

"Unconscious? That woman's fucking useless I swear." Ryoko groaned, tapping her forehead in irritation. Further in the room she saw the boy still tied to the bed where she left him. "Well I'm not waking him up, he can't speak anyway since he's silenced. He's dangerous, he's already tried to kill me, and he's after another general as well."